Archivio per aprile, 2016

“In the sunken city, he lays dreaming.
The drowned god’s heart is black ice.
At the bottom of the ocean even light must die.
In the land of Ny’alotha there is only sleep.
Ny’alotha is a city of old, terrible, unnumbered crimes.
In the sleeping city of Ny’alotha walk only mad things.
The stars sweep chill currents that make men shiver in the dark…
The fish know all the secrets. They know the cold. They know the dark.”

“She’s got lions in her heart
A fire in her soul
He’s got a beast in his belly
That’s so hard to control
‘Cause they’ve taken too much hits
Taking blow by blow
Now light a match, stand back, watch them explode, explode, explode, explode

When you’ve been fighting for it all your life
You’ve been struggling to make things right
That’s how a superhero learns to fly

(Every day, every hour
Turn the pain into power)

When you’ve been fighting for it all your life
You’ve been working every day and night
That’s how a superhero learns to fly